Monday, May 5, 2008
a poem to the fallen
the falling fool ! he fell from grace
he laid and lied in the dark
he knew that he couldn't keep his pace
he just realized that he lost his spark
oh i wonder do i wonder? when shall i arise ?
i opened the box today
the sexy red underwear still smells nice
smells of you :)
i am over you my first love , how we drifted apart
but when i opened it , i stood there for a few minutes
remembering the good yet old times
your warmth , your memory is dear to my heart
i took a deep breath and went to the movies alone , again
the fool chases men once again !
the optimistic fool strikes again !